Brotherly interaction being what it is, pride probably
didn’t register with me as much as it should have. But I was proud
of Carey. His academic excellence in science and research was well documented
and he was a year away from starting a prolific and rewarding career
in medical research, but he was so much more than just society’s
ideal university undergrad. He was unassuming, kind, unselfish, and
displayed a sensitivity and caring for others that went far beyond his
years - qualities that gave him an empowering insight that played out
in his every thought and action. Indeed, everyone who encountered Carey
was usually struck by his disarmingly gentle ways.
What most of his friends, colleagues and family did not realize is that
Carey had been battling crippling mental illness for over a decade.
He fought daily with its oppressive grip to maintain his demanding study
schedule. After his many rounds of electro-convulsive therapy he would
try to study, even though his short term memory was almost gone. Meanwhile
he did everything he could to ease his tortured mind. He tried medication,
relaxation, holistic therapy, and religion - nothing he did could alleviate
his suffering. He ultimately took his own life on January 28th, 1996
at the age of 26.
The CAREY RISMAN MEMORIAL FUND was begun soon after Carey’s death
as a channel with which his family could help shine a spotlight on the
realities of living with mental illness and eventually remove the horrible
stigma society attaches to the disease. The fund benefits charities
and programs whose goal is to proactively diagnose and treat the early
stages of mental illness, as well as research and development that will
help us better understand the nature and causes of this debilitating
Carey was a huge fan of roots rock and singer/songwriters in general,
and he would often spend his Sundays digging through the vinyl museums
on Queen Street mining for gold at a buck a pop. He found tons of great
stuff that way – mostly indie artists who couldn’t (or didn’t
want) to get their stuff into the major retail chains. I’ve always
been a music head, but he was responsible for opening my eyes to the
amazing music that never made it to the radio. He showed me the singular
joy of sitting in a dark bar with a dusty spotlight and listening as
a lone troubadour laid bare her soul.
If he was still alive, I firmly believe that Carey would have discovered
the artists on this compilation himself, plopped them on a plate in
front of me and said “Eat!” The talent pooled here is profound,
gathered from Canada to Australia, and reflecting a dedication to the
art of the song that is rarely seen in the corporately controlled music
environment we swim in today. We’ve included all the bio, purchase,
and website information for each artist here, so when you fall in love
with them as we did, you can catch up with them wherever you are. Get
online and buy a CD. Get out to a show.
In other words, eat!
Program Director, RismixLive
Toronto, July 2004.
With Our Hands Edie
Satellite Amy Campbell
Lending An Hourglass Brooke
#9 Cloud Tony Denikos
Don't Mind Dying In This Place Jory
Counting Flies Joe
Everywhere You Go Rachel
Radio Fly Joel
Rain (Like a Hallelujah) Mark
Doggone Lonely Rose